Sunday, August 30, 2009

Lucky in Love

Today is perhaps the best kind of day - small and quiet and close to home. The weather has served up a wonderful mix of blue skies and lazy clouds. The windows are raised to catch the breezes and sounds of the neighborhood as they float up to the treetops that are our view.

Over the last 13 years, Gus and I have spent many days just like today. His studies necessitate calm and quiet and I'm happy to oblige. It's reassuring to be at home together, each working on our separate projects but connected to one another through the quiet comforts of familiarity and care. Our cozy apartment ensures the other isn't more than a few steps away.

We've had an uncommon experience in that we've traveled together for weeks and months at a time, which means spending an extensive amount of uninterrupted time together. People warned us before we left on a four month trip abroad that we would tire of one another and need time alone, but that never happened. We joke that if we were to try and walk in opposite directions down a street that one of us would turn around and run to catch up with the other. I would hate to see something and not be able to share it with Gus! We continue to genuinely enjoy each other's company, day after day, at home or away. At the end of long travels we've returned home sad knowing that our time would now have to be divided among all the other people and responsibilities that regular life requires. Annoying? Maybe. But that's just the way we are, and it's gotten us this far. Here's to still being attached at the hip 50 years from now!

And so I'm sailing through the sea/
To an island where we'll meet/
You'll hear the music fill the air/
I'll put a flower in your hair./
Though the breezes through the trees/
Move so pretty, you're all I see/
As the world keeps spinning round/
You hold me right here right now./

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend/
Lucky to have been where I have been/
Lucky to be coming home again./
Lucky we're in love in every way/
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed/
Lucky to be coming home someday./
                             --Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat "Lucky"

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